I stand ten meters away from you,
And stilL i feel 10 miles away,
Feet of the ground,
Understand what is bound,
This melancholic poem,
This master of burden,
Plead you to stand beside,
Beside this hopeless person,
Whos writing a burden,
A burden thats only written,
And lips closed unspoken,
Showing this felling,
This feeling of burden.
